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Cataloging librarian with a mysterious past, an uncertain future, and a mansion full of brooding aristocrats and temperamental ghosts. She/her.
Oct 29, 2020 7 tweets 1 min read
why can't the snow just MELT I am watching MSW! without booze, because work night
Oct 28, 2020 4 tweets 1 min read
man, I have such bougie fantasies sometimes like, a hot tub. I would like a hot tub of my very own.
Oct 28, 2020 4 tweets 1 min read
I was reading a book last night where the narrator, a computer that is able to access all official information, gives the weight (and other vital stats) of every attractive woman who appears in the narrative

and they're all described as weighing less than a hundred pounds now, are there a lot of women who weigh less than a hundred pounds? yes! but I'm a little disturbed that this is the description of literally every young woman in the book
Oct 28, 2020 5 tweets 1 min read
what the hell is this fridge thing I have weird stuff in my fridge because I'm hesitant to toss anything in the event I need to quarantine (my fridge is my own, other people are not affected by my fridge choices)
Oct 28, 2020 61 tweets 10 min read
the mask goes OVER YOUR MOUTH God I can't believe I have to keep repeating this Image and uh also don't decapitate people with your hatchet, that too is bad for public health
Oct 27, 2020 4 tweets 1 min read
I can no longer keep track of all the people named Blake There are so many of them
Oct 15, 2020 118 tweets 20 min read
A HALLOWEEN STORY.

Part 1 of 3.

"It's been twenty years since anyone was killed in the library," Miss Eliot pointed out as she wheeled the book truck down the hallway. "I'm sure everything will be fine."

"I don't know," I said. "It was bad, last time."

She sniffed. "You need to consider the laws of averages," Miss Eliot said. "That's the trouble with your generation. You don't take risks."

My generation? I'm almost forty. I don't have a generation anymore.

"It was bad," I said stubbornly. "I remember."